<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:25:07.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>' ilu.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-114839034320443751</id><published>2006-05-23T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T21:19:03.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay so the whole story is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hunni: i'm gonna get us a blog!&lt;br /&gt;me: don't we already have one?&lt;br /&gt;hunni: as in not blogspot or smth, i'm gonna BUY one! just for you! and me!&lt;br /&gt;me: but i have thiss! it's free and you dont'o have to spend money&lt;br /&gt;hunni: it's better and it's nicer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a day later, (or a few days later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hunni: I GOT YOU A DOMAIN!!!! *BEAMS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hunni i like this too, so i'll blog here sometimes, but YES i'll use the one you bought for me more hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was boring today. so tired &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch was crazy. hunni was smearing banana all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;one word:&lt;br /&gt;disssssguuuuussssting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home after chiro and plonked on the couch and watched hunni as he bought a new racing car on PS2 hahaha. it's pretty pretty. (: i helped design! =p&lt;br /&gt;i realise after i met hunni, i know a little more about cars. like when this car passes by, i know it's a fairlady Z or a porche. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proud of me hunni? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grade 8 ballet exam tmr!!! :S no school!&lt;br /&gt;the last best shot i have to give for grade 8 syllabus. eeks&lt;br /&gt;i'll def miss dancing demi charactre or entre polinaise, but i guess this is it!&lt;br /&gt;wish me best of luck! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-114839034320443751?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/114839034320443751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=114839034320443751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/114839034320443751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/114839034320443751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2006/05/okay-so-whole-story-is-this-hunni-im.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-114831254114749908</id><published>2006-05-22T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T23:42:21.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>http://blog.osocute.com</title><content type='html'>my new blogg!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://blog.osocute.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;osocute.com is mineee (: yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-114831254114749908?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/114831254114749908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=114831254114749908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/114831254114749908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/114831254114749908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2006/05/httpblogosocutecom.html' title='http://blog.osocute.com'/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-114813715365721090</id><published>2006-05-20T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T00:50:14.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>revision plans are made but obviously i'm behind schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost too stressed out. ughh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hunni made my day on friday night! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i came out from ballet, he presented me with...&lt;br /&gt;a big bouquet of flowers!!!!&lt;br /&gt;without any special occasions or anything,&lt;br /&gt;he suddenly gave me flowers!&lt;br /&gt;that sweetheart!&lt;br /&gt;i mean, how many guys in the world gives flowers for no special occation,&lt;br /&gt;just the reason that he loves you?&lt;br /&gt;exactly. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictureess!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-114813715365721090?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/114813715365721090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=114813715365721090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/114813715365721090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/114813715365721090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2006/05/revision-plans-are-made-but-obviously.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-114587863908793070</id><published>2006-04-24T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T23:45:54.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;easter break's over in a whiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i don't want school. bleah. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally realised what 'monday blues' were. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;had assembly first in tihe morning&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;the hall was flooded with water. AGAIN. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;this poor grade 9-er slipped and fell on the floor - her whole back was soaked in water... :S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;after was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;geometry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;we got to use the new high school building!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;ms salma's class was pretty nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;sat at the back back with connie, she felt like she was a character in the tv - staring out off the window during class...and the teacher would throw a book at her cos she was day dreaming (she was sitting next to the window). you know, that kind of scenes. haha (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;music was next and it was kinda boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;had the whole drum set to myself today, but we played boring scales and i just had to tap the snare drum. bum bum bum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;then we practiced 'Brazil', our concert piece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;mr N was pissed cos we couldn't get the music 'together' and the concert is next wed. yikes. auditions for the melody part, i hope i g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;et it on glockenspiels! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;mrs hazari wasn't here for bio (yayy) so we just slacked around and helped bring some books from the old building to the new lab.&lt;br /&gt;tables are small, actually, the rooms are all smaller now, but the sinks are pretty cool - they have covers!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;hunni finally met his match at arm wrestling - rayner. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, poor rayner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;he'll have to play until he's beaten cos hunni'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;s gonna bug him. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;algebra class was pretty neat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;bright lights, white white board but mr raybaud made it all dirty with his markers which don't really erase off.&lt;br /&gt;he was quite irritated with it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;'there goes his clean board, and it's only the first day'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;new seating arrangement and he put me in front ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i dont' want to be in front!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;but surprisingly, he put hunni next to me!&lt;br /&gt;coolness. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;was mr raybaud's birthday today&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he forgot -_-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and he had bad hair day. haha. poor him. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't go for chiro today.&lt;br /&gt;pushed it to thursday cos we have two tests tmr!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;hunni made me nice cream soup. (:&lt;br /&gt;yummy. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied a little while, then he went back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;what am i still doing here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;shouldn't i be continuing my studying?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeks.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner!&lt;br /&gt;mom's at class and she made spagetti! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures from sat's fishing trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/CIMG0107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/CIMG0107.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/CIMG0107.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*hunni and i on the chinese fishing junk boat (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/CIMG0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/CIMG0106.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kor and mr ko - 100% pure monkeys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/CIMG0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/CIMG0110.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the first fish caught - by meee! (: say hi to little red groupa&lt;br /&gt;after which, i puked 3 times into the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0020.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0020.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* hunni's fish! after a pretty *ahem* long time =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0023.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0023.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*all the fished we caught...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the yummy seafood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/CIMG0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/CIMG0114.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0023.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-114587863908793070?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/114587863908793070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=114587863908793070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/114587863908793070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/114587863908793070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2006/04/easter-breaks-over-in-whiz.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-114364884794292779</id><published>2006-03-29T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T00:14:07.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was focus day or whatever day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, grade 10s were having math SATs preps. did the papers in mr P's room and i guess it wasn't the best math day for me cos i totally screwed the tests. didnt' do well even though it's just to see where we're weak at. there wasn't enough time ): so now i'm scared i can't pass my SAT I. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had the summerbridge thing again. i think it would be fun haha. but too bad will be going back to SG in the summer therefore i can't join with hunni. and i'll be 16 already next year...so...maybe next year we'll sign up!! (: anything to help our reports look pretty. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch we got changed into out house colors and had interhouse competition. hunni looks uber cute in his shrunk red house shirt. haha. and i had my white house shirt which was oversized. it was the same size as hunni's but his looked tiny. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiger's got the strongest girls! hahah. we lost to every game in tug of war to the other two houses and but won all of the girls-only. too bad it wasn't counted. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that was the pass-team-bodies-over-hoop-without-touching game. scraped my arms on the floor cos i kinda fell down after i went threw the hoop..twice. and i'm sorry for the ppl i crawled over. my kneebone kinda pierced thier backs. heh. that's thier lesson for the day. haha. i may look light, but don't pick me cos i'm heavyyy!!! all the excess food i've eaten throughout the winter. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the race thingy to bring the water over was...interesting. haha. i could have filled the bottle with one whole cup okayy!! but someone threw the ball at my cup on the tray and the water spilled. ): phoenix were tied with tigers cos of *ahem ahem* so then we got one member each to see who was faster. kevin cho beat johnny by like a split second close. hahaha. tigers finally won for this! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat in the hall to watch the grade 9, 11 and 12 computer class's movies. they were...i guess...thumbs up for effort. hahaha. short clips with morals. (: good for learning. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no school until monday!!! (: then there's holiday on wed again. and the following week is easter break. i think. haha. grandma and godma's coming over this sat! i've gotta sleep on top yet again. awww. heh. going dongguang to dad's house next friday night to sat night. i dont' want to go! the only think i like is, the smell of the house, which smells new cos only my dad stays there, and the fact that we have a driver to chauffer us all around whereever we want to shop. haha. BUT i'll be missing hunni and that's the most important part!!!! wish you could come along! (: heh. &lt;3 you baby! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's to an abrupt ending.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-114364884794292779?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/114364884794292779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=114364884794292779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/114364884794292779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/114364884794292779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2006/03/was-focus-day-or-whatever-day.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-114294699368489681</id><published>2006-03-21T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T21:16:33.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I will not make the same mistakes that you did and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I will not let myself cause my heart so much misery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I will not break the way you did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You fell so hard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've learned the hard way, to never let it get that far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; I learned to play on the safe side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; So I don't get hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I find it hard to trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Not only me, but everyone around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because of you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I am afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I lose my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And it's not too long before you point it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I cannot cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because I know that's weakness in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm forced to fake a smile, a laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Everyday of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My heart can't possibly break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When it wasn't even whole to start with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; I learned to play on the safe side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; So I don't get hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; I find it hard to trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Not only me, but everyone around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Because of you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; I am afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I watched you die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I heard you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Every night in your sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I was so young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You should have known better than to lean on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You never thought of anyone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You just saw your pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And now I cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In the middle of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For the same damn thing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Because of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; I tried my hardest just to forget everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I don't know how to let anyone else in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I am afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-114294699368489681?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/114294699368489681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=114294699368489681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/114294699368489681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/114294699368489681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-will-not-make-same-mistakes-that-you.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-114286197911823912</id><published>2006-03-20T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T21:39:39.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;today was normal. yupp. haha. well, i was almost late today. there was slow traffic just after KCR which meant that i sat in the car waiting for the cars to move but they wouldn't and i was just 1 minute drive away from school. imagine that -_- so it was almost time and i decided not to wait, i told mom i wanted to get down from there. so i walk walk walk all the way. walk, skip, hop, run, to school just as the bell rang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made hunni wait at the lockers for over 15 mins for me to arrive :S sorrryyy! (: muah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geometry was...no comments. ms salma pissed connie off so badly. haha. test on thursday! saw hunni's 'hand' painting in art. (: so beautiful! it's the most unique one in the whole class, my dear!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had music after and i FINALLY got my turn on the drum kit! the whole drum kit!!! woohoo. but of course, tesha was sulking and everything next to me on the practice snare drum pad and she still couldn't get her hands off the tophatch or whatever you call it and the snare drum, which was irritating me cos i was trying to practice and here she is using my instrument for the day. so then i snapped at her and told her to just stick to her practice pad and stop bothering my practice. of course, it didn't last long. she started playing on the other gold thingy. -_- UGH. i'm on clarinet on weds! a day off from sitting next to tesha. yeah i'm mean, but i just can't stand it! mr N is just being nice and not say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visited hunni during break while he just finished computer quiz. (: ate cheese. yummy cheese. fattening cheese that makes me fat. and i'm fat already. need. diet. gotta cut down on the extra breakfast i get everyday when i come to school in the morning, cut down on food during recesses, stop eating 3 lunches and stick to 1 healthy one. lesser tea breaks after school. yup. sigh. byebye food. i'm gonna miss you. hunni you must control me! you know i can't stop eating! HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had bio. i hate bio now cos of new seating arrangement and now i'm not sitting next to hunni, thanks to stupid xilin and her bossiness which made that decision to change the seats for the ENTIRE class. and she purposly separated me and hunni okay!!! i mean, mrs hazari didn't even have a problem with us sitting with each other cos we get good grade. i hate her. who does she think she is, making decisions for the whole class?! gonna complain to mrs hazari with hunni. grr grr. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;algebra was...haha. got 1 wrong for test already. aww man. haha. oh well. will try again next time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hunni brought me to chiropractic. (: was making slideshows of me and my pretty (yeah right) face in his phone. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks dear, for always  bringing me to chiropractic every week...making sure i'm alright and safe. (: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;muah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-114286197911823912?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/114286197911823912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=114286197911823912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/114286197911823912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/114286197911823912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2006/03/today-was-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-114269734579456515</id><published>2006-03-18T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T23:55:45.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16 March, Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;thursday was just awesome. even though hunni had to go see the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;doctor &lt;/span&gt;in the morning and miss US history. was msging him in class and wasn't really paying attention to the questions ms haitana was asking. she got pissed cos no one could answer her questions and i couldn't help cos i didnt hear the questions. :S  carrie told jerry i must've like the brand armani exchange cos the logo was '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a l x&lt;/span&gt;' and cos hunni's name had an 'a', 'l' and 'x'. -_- funny. she drew that in the shape of a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heart &lt;/span&gt;on my worksheet and demanded that i love her too and to draw one for her. okay so i drew 'c l c' cos it looked cute. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hunni came at 10am! (: surprised me right before music started. i hate tesa. however you spell her name. she's such a drum hogger, and just a pain in the ass i couldn't help talking to her in sarcestic tones the whole of music lesson. i wish she could just flunk her trombone tests and mr N has to kick her out of drums. then class would be so much more easier to work in. especially the drums noise level .eek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate lunch really quick cos hunni's hands were itching to touch the basket ball. haha. so cute. today was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whites VS reds&lt;/span&gt; in junior boys basketball. i'm in white house and hunni's in red house, so everyone in homeroom is asking which house i'm gonna cheer for. haha cos hunni was playing (:&lt;br /&gt;sat at the bottom court eating pizza while waiting for hunni to come out in his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sexy &lt;/span&gt;red house top and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;basketball shorts.&lt;/span&gt; ms haitana came all the way down from the second floor art balcony thingy and walked up to me and asked&lt;br /&gt;'amelia, are you gonna cheer for whites, or reds?'&lt;br /&gt;and i was like&lt;br /&gt;'heh. that's a tough one...'&lt;br /&gt;she replied,'i think you'll be cheering for whites today. (:' and walked off.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;weellll, no comments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;game went really well with reds leading and then whites caught up but reds ended up winning. hunni got in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 shots&lt;/span&gt;! (: and his one shot where he jumped and threw the ball upwards and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BACKWARDS&lt;/span&gt;. can you believe the ball went in??? i can! haha. it was the one shot that made the crowd go &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt; and i was so proud. that feeling. haha. my boyfriend! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesome &lt;/span&gt;shot! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;but stanny was really rough and accidentally hit hunni on his face while he was trying to shoot in a basket and i was like 'uh oh. hunni's sniffing. crap. nose bleed.' and true enough, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blood&lt;/span&gt; dripped down. i got really worried...): told hunni to get out of the game but since there wasn't anyone to sub him, he couldn't. luckily the game ended right after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms haitana asked if hunni was bleeding and i was like YESSSS on the nose and she was like 'oh dont' worry, he's tough.' hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geometry after lunch was..interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldn't help feeling happy. haha. if only i had my camera to snap that cute shot. *day dreams...* i still can picture the game in my mind.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dont' mess with the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tigers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-114269734579456515?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/114269734579456515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=114269734579456515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/114269734579456515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/114269734579456515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2006/03/16-march-thursday-thursday-was-just.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-114225112407791397</id><published>2006-03-13T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T20:09:10.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://looplets.filmloop.com/link/NmHzI6ZWdTBTFTsCYD/LRl3flKso2ek1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://looplets.filmloop.com/mini/NmHzI6ZWdTBTFTsCYD/LRl3flKso2ek1.gif" style="border:0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;friday night was AIS's talentshow 2006. was pretty interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;there was the not-so-professional-professional fashion show catwalk, &lt;/span&gt; johnny's and kevin cho's really great korean singing, my brother's song, nali's sexy dance(it was really good she should have won), kenny ben and gordon's dance which kenny totally hogged(boo.) the jap-korean band where daisuke totally screamed too loud into the mike, and the grade 12's brokeback mountain themed skit. hahaha. it was funny when angel came out with two other guys and pretended to pull down the zipper to pee. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;there's some pictures! (: most are blur but oh well. haha. my camera's still not fixed. gotta get it done asap!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAYA IN ADVANCE FOR TMR!!! ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-114225112407791397?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/114225112407791397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=114225112407791397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/114225112407791397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/114225112407791397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2006/03/friday-night-was-aiss-talentshow-2006.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-114190234268614445</id><published>2006-03-09T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T19:05:42.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lord, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;WE&lt;/span&gt; pray for healing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-114190234268614445?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/114190234268614445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=114190234268614445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/114190234268614445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/114190234268614445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2006/03/lord-we-pray-for-healing.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-114173979857500612</id><published>2006-03-07T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T21:03:36.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekends passes so fast. and it's tuesday night already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was alyssa's birthday. happy birthday alyssa baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i didn't like mrs hazari cos she was in bad mood. grrr. and she was being irritating. haha. after bio was english and we got into groups for poem writing. so then me and hunni joined ha-nee, john and seong hun. and seong hun had eraser dust rained on him by hunni and john and this other korean guy. haha. it was fun fun. and then when hunni was stretching, he knocked his head on the chair. like right infront of the whole class. lol. that was funny. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had algebra after and it was pretty boring. mr raybaud was like going through the answers REALLY REALLY slowly. then he ate in 15 mins of our lunch cos he said we were slow and couldn't finish the question in time. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history was, well. cool. had free time for like the whole of last period cos we finished the notes package. hunni sold to wilson samantha's pics from last year's himalayas photos cos we helped ms j take them down to put new ones up. that's why we got them. and i stole the pictures with hunni in it. haha. it was so funny cos  he made $4. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during lunch senior club showed the talent show clip. and then nali was like dancing this penguin dance or smth? anyhow, she looked SEXXY i tell you. haha! must support nali this friday! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lissie! develop the photos! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-114173979857500612?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/114173979857500612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=114173979857500612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/114173979857500612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/114173979857500612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2006/03/weekends-passes-so-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-114070468227744421</id><published>2006-02-23T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T22:24:42.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hello hello. so it's been a week or so since i last blogged. i wanted to leave this blog, again (i'm sorry my dear ol' blog) but i decided to be not lazy once more and update on what's happening in life. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so today hunni brought cheese for me in the morning. we were practically like little mice pinching the smoked cheese his aunt brought back from USA throughout the whole day. imagine that. 2 credit card sized cheese, relatively thick. yummy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;watched &lt;&lt;gods&gt;&gt; in US history for 2 periods. almost couldn't watch finish the film cos some ppl were sleeping. haha. anyways, i like the film. and it's not all war films that i love. this one is touching, has touching music during the war that almost made me tear if i wasn't in school. it's suspenseful too. (: i was cold cos ms haitana ordered susan not to turn off the air con so hunni took off his sweater to cover my legs. aww i love you hunni!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;had music after that which was pretty...boring? haha. tired of clarinet already. westley had his new bass clarinet which was too big for him and when he was packing it up before we left from class, he tilted this thingy connecting to the mouthpiece and this pool of saliva came out. EW? then me and fan were laughing at him cos he had to clean that big long thing and fan suddenly stopped laughing and realised that he shouldn't be laughing cos he picked the same instrument and he'll be doing that too on monday. hahaha. and then i made them jeolous by telling them my drum kit didn't have anything to do with saliva pouring out. :D hunni came in during break and showed off his great clarinet skills by playing his fav-mozart's concerto something. haha. brought him to his computer class and found alyssa, mayu and jocelyn dancing to this Ok go. music video. cute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;had computer after and we basically did nothing except pick our next presentation topic.  the rest had to do their research but mr k. let me and carrie do our own stuff cos we were 'good students' and our topic wasn't due until thursday. sweet. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;after lunch i had geometry and hunni had art. geometry was scary cos ms salma was picking out ppl to explain to class how we did our activity. so then she got to my group and went 'amelia's group, pick out someone to present'. connie didn't have her notebook and alan was...alan. so connie told me to pick myself. haha. did our group proud! haha. with an ending of banging my foot into ms slama's metal table from moving backwards too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;today steven was quite pathetic. haha. cos ms salma decided to ask who was uncomfortable with thier members in the group and christine was like 'i don't want steven to be in this group' and ms salma was like why? and she said smth like 'so hard to teach him, like 2+3 = 5 he'll keep asking why is it like that??!' HAHA. connie and i agreed that he was in such a sad state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;class ended with a pop quiz which i totally messed up one question cos i wanted to go home. heh. and hunni was telling ms salma that we go to tst every day after school and i was telling her that it was what he wished. hahaha. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it was an interesting day. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;love my hunni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-114070468227744421?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/114070468227744421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=114070468227744421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/114070468227744421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/114070468227744421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2006/02/hello-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-114018982017975051</id><published>2006-02-17T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T23:30:08.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/CIMG0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/CIMG0011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*gosh m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;y tired eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised i didn't get to post my valentine's day!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;welll it went kinda well didn't it hunni? at least it ended nicely and romanticly even though it started of badly. haha.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i got a bouquet of roses, 8 of them plus one from school's valentine's day pack hunni bought for me. which came with a bag of chocolates and i got 2 bags by accident. haha. on top of that, hunni gave me a heart shaped basket of 'I &lt;3&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/CIMG0015.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/CIMG0015.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*chocolate basket!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/CIMG0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/CIMG0018.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*yes that's me-proud of my pretty basket sitting on my messy table in my messy cosy room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought mom a rose too! (: see how sweet i am? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/CIMG0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/CIMG0009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*me and mom and her pretty red rose..  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well of course i gave stuff to my sweet valentine, surprises and not so surprising surprises, but i'll let him fill them in on his own. (:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh and also last week, there was the award ceromony and i got my Principal's Honor Roll certificate in school. (: you know they praise and praise about our GPA hitting above 3.5 or smth but they don't even do a proper awards ceromony. yeah there are parents, but we dont' even shke hands with the principal. i mean yeah i dont' want to shake hands but what's the use of asking us up stage when they just hand out the certs on stage like some discount coupons?? -_- anyways. i dont' really care much about the cert, and i promise hunni the end of this semester, we'll both be walking up to collect our certs. (: muahh! mom gave me toblerone chocolate as my present for good results! hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;xilin said she was surprised i could get PHR. how mean is she. -_- grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you hunni! thanks for the pretty roses, i'm in love with them and it's under great care, sitting infront of me every single day as i sit in front of the computer! love the chocolates even though i haven't finished them cos it's too pretty to be eaten. Love you for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-114018982017975051?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/114018982017975051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=114018982017975051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/114018982017975051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/114018982017975051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2006/02/gosh-my-tired-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-113967537633414391</id><published>2006-02-11T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T00:29:36.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;09 Feb 2006:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 1 YEAR ANNIVERSARY  HUNNI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Thursday was our 1 year and it was great cos... we were happy. yup. (: and we went to festival walk and ate strawberry ice cream like we did for our first date. haha. :) hunni got us this CUTE pair of raccoons! shall upload a photo soon. (: i love them. it's 'my most treasured possesion'.. then we went home cos it was a school day and hunni ate dinner at my place. that sweet smooth liar. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;=p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10 Feb 2006:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was a really tiring day. have no idea why. haha. got a really bad headache from biology cos we had a quiz and i had trouble remembering and understanding the processess of mitosis and meiosis. but after school when we went home, hunni gave me a face massage and i fell asleep instantly. slept for 3 hours plus and didn't want to get up so i skipped ballet. heh. was still so sleepy though. hunni said if i was sent to a military camp where people get tortured so they cannot sleep for days and nights, i would be the first one dead cos i sleep so much and never get tired of sleeping. HAHA. thanks dear, for massages and reorganizing my laptop. it's so pretty now and everything is all in nice neat folders. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;11 Feb 2006:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for lunch i decided to cook. okay. it might not sound like a big thing, but the thing is the last time i actually made a REAL meal (not including instant noodles), was for sec 1 home economics cooking test. yes yes i know.&lt;br /&gt;so then i made lunch for hunnI! macaroni with cheese. well i took 1 hour and 15 mins but i'm glad he liked it. well actually anyone would love whatever food there was if they were starving. (:&lt;br /&gt;watched narnia. (: it's pretty draggy but the ending was nice. beavers are cute.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-113967537633414391?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/113967537633414391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=113967537633414391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113967537633414391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113967537633414391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2006/02/09-feb-2006-happy-1-year-a_113967537633414391.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-113924305487448099</id><published>2006-02-07T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T00:24:14.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;back from SG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a pretty great time there, met up with the wonderful hannah tan, then the was the visiting which rewarded me we numbers of red packets. days passed really fast, met up with shermy and hannah too, plus peeps from YI. (: other than the fact that couldn't meet up with jaish cos she wasn't feeling too well(it's not your fault dont' worry!), it was one fruitful holiday back to home sweet home. and to fluffy's snuggly white fur and hearing his cute growls followed by sneezes which spoils the whole effect of trying to be 'tough'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually missed the weather in HK. and of course my bed. my cosy private room. HAHA. and of course, hunni. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a blast today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hunni bought me hash browns for breakfast! (: how sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to central with him for my chiropractic appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which we went to sha tin to change the ring size and catch the movie 'fun with dick and jane'. it was...okay i guess. not that fantastic. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie ended around 3 something so we went home and made prata. heh. with japanese curry and we sat at in the living room eating while watching tv. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after washing up we pulled mom to play mahjong. haha. surprisingly, i won! *ahem**someone* *ahem.**lost**ahem*.  hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hunni ordered pizza for dinner and he ordered so much that, well, let's just say he brought home supper.! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he thought me how to do the computer discussion topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went downstairs to walk (: it was cold. but it felt good walking with hunni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played at the playground. haha. yes. PLAYED.&lt;br /&gt;let's see. there were the slides, merry-go-round, tic-tac-toe, tire swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then hunni piggy-backed me home. haha. the funny thing was, i was out of breath and so tired even though i wasn't the one carrying downhill a 44.5kg body!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fooled around at home, as usual, then hunni went home at 1030. (: reluctantly. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-113924305487448099?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/113924305487448099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=113924305487448099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113924305487448099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113924305487448099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2006/02/back-from-sg.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-113884852098360231</id><published>2006-02-02T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T10:54:01.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surprise surprise]]</title><content type='html'>loves from lao gong &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-113884852098360231?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/113884852098360231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=113884852098360231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113884852098360231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113884852098360231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2006/02/surprise-surprise.html' title='surprise surprise]]'/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-113871457174943346</id><published>2006-01-31T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T18:59:46.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>loves from lao gong (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-113871457174943346?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/113871457174943346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=113871457174943346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113871457174943346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113871457174943346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2006/01/loves-from-lao-gong.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-113731640403674352</id><published>2006-01-15T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T17:25:44.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's time to change my layout right? i mean. new year, new layout. still in search for the perfect one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday me and hunni went to watch the geisha. (: it's pretty nice movie. did i tell you that the clothes and everything was just beautiful? sighhh... the ending was however quite disgusting. think about it: an old probably 50-smth year old guy with a 20-smth year old girl. EW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geisha is such a pretty word, too bad it has such a history behind it. actually, maybe it's still clean. afterall, they 'sell their skills, not thier body'. right? hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/key_side.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/key_side.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hunni cooked me lunch. well it was soup cos i just did my braces and my teeth hurts so much i can't chew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad just had fun using kor's guns to shoot at pigeons again. kids. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to plan for my CNY visit to SG. although i'll miss hunni badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping, meeting up with ppl, visiting houses to collect red packets. or rather 'laisee' as ppl call it over here. there's so much to do in that ten days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoutouts!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alex:&lt;br /&gt;hunni! why am i shouting out to you? hahaha. always having fun with ya! love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaish:&lt;br /&gt;hey my dear sister! we can't sit here and say we have to find some time out to meet up, we've gotta set a date!!! (: let me know as soon as you get your hands on a computer! if not we'll have to arrange an impromptu date which always never work out well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hannie:&lt;br /&gt;besties eh? well. looking forward to having dinner and some girl to girl shopping! bring you, your purse....and you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ballerinas:&lt;br /&gt;is jeannie still in SG?? she better be, so we can all have a going away party! i just realised, you guys had the 2nd crestar dance! make sure you girls tell me about it! say hi to our best teacher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce:&lt;br /&gt;keep to your resolutions! heh heh. hoope to see you soon! missed being bullied by you by your 'talkative' talents. you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay these ppl just popped into my head so i just felt like saying hi. to the rest, HI too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like eating up the mrs fields cookie on my desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's goood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops! it's half gone! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pax, ame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-113731640403674352?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/113731640403674352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=113731640403674352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113731640403674352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113731640403674352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-think-its-time-to-change-my-layout.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-113558474304024257</id><published>2005-12-26T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T23:13:01.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Merry Christmas!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;did you guys have a great christmas? i did! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas Eve:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;in the afternoon me and hunni went to citysuper to collect the party packs. we took a taxi home cos poor hunni had to carry all the heavy food. heh. we went home and helped with stuff here and there. willie was cleaning the house -_- okay so then mr ko came with his shrimps and we decided to help him cut the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; heads off. it was DISGUSTING i tell you. i was holding the shrimp's body and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; hunni was SLOWLY cutting of the head with the scissors &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and this shrimp decided to give a last squirm and i freaked out and screamed so loud, flinging the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; shrimp away and hunni got a shock too. HAHA. we gave back the shrimps to mr ko and he had to pick up all the heads in the pail =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i made everyone wear lightsticks. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was great. lotsa food, we all drank babycham, sparkling wine and 1990's red wine. dad's best! haha. as old as me. (: there was mom's chocolate fondue! (: yum yum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we had christmas carols and mini worship. then there was the present time!!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;the poor TINY christmas tree was so lonely after all the presents were gone. everyone was so jealous cos hunni got the biggest present from me. haha. i'll let him fill you in next time on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; what it is (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i got my boots and this really cute white hat from mom and dad. yay! hunni gave me this interesting book. i love it! hehe cos he knows i read so fast i always run out of novels. and he knew i loved reading. =p love ya for caring! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;we sat in the beanbag together, cuddled up for the countdown (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0003.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0003.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0011.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0011.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;the yummy food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0004.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;the happy christmas tree-BEFORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0034.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0034.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;the lonely christmas tree- AFTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0006.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;light sticks!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0018.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0018.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;dad with his present from mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0019.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0019.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;willie and his present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0020.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0020.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr ko and his present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0021.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0021.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hunni's present from mom (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0023.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0023.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;me and my presents from mom and dad! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0025.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0025.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kor and mr ko &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0026.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0026.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;my present to daddy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0029.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0029.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;presents from my baby and his mom (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0030.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;present from mr ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my baby's present from..non other than me! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0035.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0037.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;groupie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0040.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i think they're drunk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/DSC00027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/DSC00027.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;willie's work of art: santa ate drunken bunni's tail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/DSC00029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/DSC00029.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;christmas bunni +santa claus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Christmas Day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;hunni brought me out to TST at night. (: it was kinda a surprise cos he did promise me to bring me to the pier and watch the buildings full of colorful lights. it was so crowded there so after pushing out of the crowd, we got ice cream and went to find dinner. finally settled at deli and hunn ordered food for us. (: that night was awesome cos, afterall, it's our first christmas together! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0074.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0072.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0070.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0052.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/mak/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-113558474304024257?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/113558474304024257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=113558474304024257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113558474304024257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113558474304024257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas-did-you-guys-have.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-113526222611970894</id><published>2005-12-22T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T23:19:19.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;tuesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we went to disneyland ((: finally managed to visit the hong kong one. wee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;had to wake up early cos we wanted to beat the crowd when it opened at 9am. willie fell asleep in the bathroom -_- HAHA. and hunni was half hour late, mr ko was 15 mins late. so anyways. we left at 930. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;disneyland is quite...okay lah. hunni said ithe US one was like much MUCH bigger and i guess so. but i haven't been to US so.... and the one in japan? i can't really rmb. i only rmb the part where i wanted this mickey mouse light thing and dad didn't want to buy for me. hmm. okay so anyways. we checked out 'tomorrow land'. went for the space thingy. i did some real hot screaming. haha. then we went to...the buzz lightyear one? shooting the Zs. it was preety fun. we took those two rides like two times. the rest was a bore. beat hunni in shooting the Zs! lvl 6! woohoo. willie STOOD UP to shoot. -_-  hilarious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;had lunch at this cool place. decor was really pretty. with beauty and the beast statues and paintings. awww. we were such an embarrassment i tell you. took back like loads of the disney cups. thought of selling it on ebay. HAHA. 'limited christmas edition'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;went to some amusement park at tai po central and me and hunni got like so many of those tickets you change to get something. haha. didn't know what to get so we got the card to save the amount to redeem next time. (: we made our own cotten candy from the machine! heehee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;had funn!! (: yupyup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;last night:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we had hot pot at TST with mr ko and willie. after that we met 2 of willie's girl friends and we all went karaoke. had to leave first cos hunni needed to be home. so we left at 11pm and by the time both of us reached home it was like 12am. mom and the rest camehome at 2am -_- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;don't want to elaborate. it's too tiring to type. ahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;shall upload photos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/20%20Dec%202005%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/20%20Dec%202005%20001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me+hunni at the gate queuing to get in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/20%20Dec%202005%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/20%20Dec%202005%20005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me+mom with sleeping beauty's castle at the back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/20%20Dec%202005%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/20%20Dec%202005%20023.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my little goofy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/20%20Dec%202005%20024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/20%20Dec%202005%20024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meeeoooowwww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/20%20Dec%202005%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/20%20Dec%202005%20031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i LOVE this!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/20%20Dec%202005%20037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/20%20Dec%202005%20037.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/20%20Dec%202005%20039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/20%20Dec%202005%20039.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the pretty lollipop thingy in the winniethe pooh cookies store (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/20%20Dec%202005%20042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/20%20Dec%202005%20042.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this kind man asked to help us take a pic infront of the tall and HUGE christmas tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/20%20Dec%202005%20048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/20%20Dec%202005%20048.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the happy guys! -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/20%20Dec%202005%20054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/20%20Dec%202005%20054.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;us at the whale fountain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/20%20Dec%202005%20056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/20%20Dec%202005%20056.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to disney cups! haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/20%20Dec%202005%20057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/20%20Dec%202005%20057.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the 6s who conquered disneyland!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;too lazy. super tired. hha. the rest of the photos are....in my computer! heehee&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-113526222611970894?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/113526222611970894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=113526222611970894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113526222611970894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113526222611970894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/12/tuesday-we-went-to-disneyland-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-113491781407713496</id><published>2005-12-18T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T22:56:54.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went shooping with hunni yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first we went to central in the morning with mom and we met ms jay in the mtr. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after central mom left to go to shenzhen to meet dad so me and hunni went to hmv to find mom's cd. after that we went to mongkok to look for a new mobile for hunni and an ipod for me. (:  we walked around and finally found a shop that seemed reliable and the guy was nice so yeah. FINALLY got hunni's one wish crossed out! his brand new W550i. or was it 500. anyways. yeah.! didn't get my ipod cos i decided to want to have a share in hunni's mobile so i payed 1/3 of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that mom called and realised we were all in mongkok and she was there too cos changed of plans. so we met her and went for lunch so we didn't have to pay. haha. ate at strawberry forever and the food took so long to come [over half hour], mom left after cancelling her order and when we asked to cancel the rest, all the food started to come out. so then me and hunni sat there and ate and have free dessert due to thier poor service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found ourselves going to shatin and we went to city super to get hunni's dad's christmas present, my dad and mom's present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought hunni's long-wanted canadian sea urchin and he was EATING IN MY BED, savoring every lick of it. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna cut my hair tmr! want a new hair cut. a new look (: and probably try to start studying. notice the word &lt;em&gt;try.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going hk disneyland on tuesday with mom kor mr ko willie and of course my bearbear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-113491781407713496?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/113491781407713496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=113491781407713496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113491781407713496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113491781407713496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/12/went-shooping-with-hunni-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-113469483004726870</id><published>2005-12-16T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T09:25:04.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/coasterpattern.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/coasterpattern.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm in computer class now, and it's so boring. carrie isn't here to entertain me and i dont' feel like researching the project. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;stayed up till 1230 last night to finish up hunni's scarf! (: i just did the touch ups and it's DONE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;whatt? say it again??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it' DONEEEE!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/untitled.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;look what i just found???!!! HAHA isn't it pretty???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;baked brownies yesterday to give to special ppl today. haha. it's the last day of school, yeah yeah yeah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ais should make christmas special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well at least make the last day of school special...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i miss babylicious. shermy. lis. hannah. jaish. rachel. faith. ming huei. emelia. felicia. sherr. yuting. jeannie. sonika. basically the whole bunch of us ballerinas. yi. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;time for christmas shopping this weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;abit of a let down that the idea i thought for mom's present wouldn't work. isn't there any other way, my hummi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;$500 to my ipod nano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/country-blue-christmas-angel-ornament-zoom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/country-blue-christmas-angel-ornament-zoom.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-113469483004726870?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/113469483004726870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=113469483004726870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113469483004726870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113469483004726870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/12/so-im-in-computer-class-now-and-its-so.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-113396477716334348</id><published>2005-12-07T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T22:32:33.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v385/bandrocker/SANY0100.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time flies yup yup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been catching up with the once 4 besties. and still are! haha. just that we're all split up in different directions. one in australia, one in hong kong, one in taiwan and one is singapore! i hope we do meet again and hang out in the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. algebra hasn't been the most exciting class these few days. ): getting worried for semester exams. and hunni's gonna kill me for that. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for christmas! then there will be less homework DURING THAT WEEK that will be due, anddd then i can really get the full christmassy feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CONNIE!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for the time to bake brownies with hunni in the warm *ahem i mean cold* kitchen... heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course i can't wait to shop! HEH. don't worry hunni. i'll try to keep my hands off certain stuffs. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-freezing my butt off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-113396477716334348?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/113396477716334348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=113396477716334348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113396477716334348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113396477716334348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/12/time-flies-yup-yup-been-catching-up.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-113318974280218769</id><published>2005-11-28T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T21:54:58.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;whereever, whenever, and however, i'll still be your special bunni.&lt;br /&gt;in your heart, loving you, every minute, every second,&lt;br /&gt;forever~ &lt;3&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-113318974280218769?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/113318974280218769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=113318974280218769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113318974280218769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113318974280218769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/11/whereever-whenever-and-however-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-113302134798246785</id><published>2005-11-26T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T00:09:08.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving! (: cool. first time 'celebrating' thanksgiving. had special turkey plus some other wierd stuff for lunch. had it on the upper and lower courts together with middle school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school there was dress rehersal for that night's MUSIC AND DRAMA CONCERT. was pretty boring cos hunni wasn't with me. tried so hard to sms him for to no vail cos there wasn't signal in the hall. he went to play bball with the guys at the park cos the vollyballers were having a match. so then i was sitting in the hall with the rest of the band waiting patiently for our turn to play as the drama students did thier skits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the rehersal we went to the music room and watched [the fast and the furious] and had pizza. greedy hunni. he ate 3 pieces even though mr niermier said 2 only. and he isn't even in the band! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 7pm we all went to the hall. there wasn't a pretty good amount of audience, i have to say. haha. the drama students were all dressed up. cool. the sound system was crappy. too bad. ):&lt;br /&gt;then it was our turn to play (: the finale. i think, on the whole, we did well. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner at sushi place with mom. hunni said he was sick of sushi already but surprise surprise when he say the salmon and stuff, he just couldn't resist. HAHA. by the time we left it was already 10.&lt;br /&gt;we had fun. didn't we? ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school hunni came over to my house and we chilled out until it was time to go to the himalayas dinner in TST. took the train all the way there and almost couldn't find BOMBAY DREAMS. chiristine and ryota had to come down to get us. went up and only a bunch of us were there. ms jay, kor, kevin, phillip, samson, huni, me, jerry, christine, karmen and ryota. yeahh! these are the people who 'really bonded' even after the trip. the indian food was good. (: spicer than what we ate in Indian itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner we all walked to red box, intending to sing karaoke. ms jay backed out on the way there so there were only me hunni karmen christine phillip jerry samson ryota. got a room and half way christine and phillip left. so then at 11pm we decided to go back. got the bill and anyone could have fainted. i'm SERIOUS! no one had much money. after taking out EVERY SINGLE THING in out wallets and purses, we managed to pay the bill of $1139.! hilarious i tell you. and it was so panicking. cos almost all of us had $0 in our wallets. :S i thought we couldn't pay the bill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the train jerry was like 'hey look at the time' and it said 11:39pm. gosh how freaky is that. the time and the bill was the exact same numbers. so by the time i got home it was slightly after 12am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got some photos. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-113302134798246785?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/113302134798246785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=113302134798246785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113302134798246785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113302134798246785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/11/thursday-thanksgiving-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-113256966588599482</id><published>2005-11-21T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T19:52:49.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the oc has been really satisfying. (: been hooked on it all day yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i don't want the same things other people has. esp when i've said it and done it and they hope along in the same category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;feeling abit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dad's going to SG tmr! gonna ask him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;to g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;et mags and stuff. i hope he rmbs to pass my loveliest cousin's present to her! hope she likes it-picked it out with hunni on himalayas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music + drama concert on thursday! can't wait! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated dad's birthday early yesterday cos he wo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;n't be here on thursday. went to little egret for dinner (: awesome place. seriously comfy! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0076.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*dad's expensive present from me, picked by hunni pie!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0085.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*dad's cake specially made by mom from the desert bar*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0091.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*groupie!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0090.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0084.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*the pretty lake by the resturant*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-113256966588599482?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/113256966588599482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=113256966588599482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113256966588599482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113256966588599482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/11/oc-has-been-really-satisfying.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-113241486771741025</id><published>2005-11-19T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T23:41:09.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;was cultural fair today. went to school with hunni bear to play the clarinet. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; hunni played his mozart concerto. so cute! (: muahh. he played solo infront of everyone. isn't that awesome? some talented hottie. after his solo it was my turn to play. haha. but of course with the other ppl from 1C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0067.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*hunni playing his solo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0058.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*from left: queenie, me, david, westley, fan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/SANY0069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/SANY0069.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;*aren't our pair of snowman cuteee??!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;after performance mom pulled me to go take this posture check thing and signed up for the x ray treatment package cos my spine wasn't straight and the girl said it might get worse next time if i dont' correct it to become straight. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;went to play some games, dunked all our lucky draw coupons in tihe box. (: the games were kinda. pathetic.? haha. got some stuffs from the gift counter. pencils with fluff and christmas decorations? haha. then hunni got me a small gold metal christmas tree for my room! (: &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;atelots of cotten candy and was being  entertained by rish who was complaining that he needed a good bath and had to dry clean his shirt cos it was stuck with cotten candy. haha!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;got more christmas decor! basically, i was putting any decors i found that were cute, into the bags jerry reluctantly gave us cos everything was overflowing. haha! did heanna while hunni went listen to the lucky draw being read out. won 6th prize! haha this 99.9% gold bunni pendent. it's cute. :]&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the cultural fair was nearly over, so we decided to go watch movie with hunni's free birthday tickets. stashed 2 big bags of christmas decor in  our locker and  carried another 2 bags of chirstmas decors. took a taxi to whompoa and got out tickets for [DRAGON SQUAD]. still had 2 hours so we went to the mall and i satisfied hunni by letting him 'teach me how to play computer games' in the cyber cafe. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha dear. do you think i don't know you? we've been together for 9 mths already. nearly a year... when you first asked if you could teach me how to play counter strike, but you backed out cos i said i didn't want to play and you thought i couldn't go in wihtout paying, i knew that you really wanted to play. haha. so then when you asked if you could teach me how to play sims...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;they didn't have sims but i asked hunni to tell the guy to let me sit with him while he play, the guy let us. so then it was considered my first time going into a cyber cafe. well, not really. except for those small ones in SG, when i just go in to buy fries with hannah and shermy and lissie in primary 6, this was different. it was pretty big. went to the back and found that kevin chung ill and this other korean guy from ais were all there. so then i sat on hunni's lap and watched him play counter strike against the other guys for half hour. yes i was kinda bored but as long as hunni liked. (: when the korean guys left hunni played soccer and i made him get me cup noodles so i had something to do. hahaha! after that we went to the cinema. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the show was pretty good. i mean, fight fight fight. so much violence. but at least there was vanness wu in it. haha. too bad harry potter wasn't out here yet. next week i think. anyways. the show wasn't too bad. (: walked to kcr in the windy night and we went home to have dinner (:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;winter's here, christmas is coming! (: with all the christmas decorations soon up and the cold, i'll sure be in a christmasy mood! &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;now...to get a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;misletoe&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;alright! i'mi freezing in my room so i'll just go wear my valentine's day sweater hunni gave me, and snuggle in my comforter! awwwww.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;christmas wishlist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'of course my hunni bear to spend christmas with me! (:'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. either the new slim &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iPod&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iPod Nano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2. a pair of sexy boots for winter&lt;br /&gt;3. clothes for winter!&lt;br /&gt;4. mini fibered electric christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;5. new pair of nice comfy walking shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? my wishlist isnt' that all demanding. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-113241486771741025?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/113241486771741025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=113241486771741025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113241486771741025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113241486771741025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/11/was-cultural-fair-today.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-113215348834303840</id><published>2005-11-16T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T23:04:48.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;yesterday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;happy birthday hannah! (: hope you had fun and good that ahem ahem didn't let you down! hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;was free dress day again,  and we had to donate stuff for cultural fair's tombola. okayy.  poeple from homeroom were so funny. haha. giving cup noodles  bought from tuckshop? okayy. hope they are lucky enough to win it back. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i think today during english, i was being a tiny bit perky. hahaha. it was so funny cos mainly it was either xi lin, hunni or me answering the questions. hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i learnt something today. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;enjoy life, live on what you have, and be happy! no one is perfect, you don't have to want to look or be perfect. every one has thier own beauty and should be proud of it! don't show off, because it's just not the characteristic or being sophisticated. whatever that meant. haha. you get what i mean. (: i get it myself. hahaha. look on the bright side!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-113215348834303840?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/113215348834303840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=113215348834303840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113215348834303840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113215348834303840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/11/yesterday-happy-birthday-hannah-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-113197668654557031</id><published>2005-11-14T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T21:58:06.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uber tired today. that's cos i went to hummi's house for his sweet 16 party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over after lunch, to do work. haha. but didn't get to do much cos hunni was playing soccer and showing me how he own the computer. then i tried to play on his skateboard but simply failed. we started to eat. AGAIN. haha. then we decided we had to go pick Fay up at some kcr station. had to wait for Fay. it was so funny cos hunni was imitating ppl and how they walk, saying it was so cool and then Fay came with this hilarious way of walking. =p anyways. we took taxi to tai wo kcr and met ryota, jonathan, chi hin, jerry and shawn. made then all take taxi again back to hunni's house. then we had bbq, they played basketball, shawn made hunni shoot high and the ball went out of the house. ): it had our initials on it!! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryota was talking to one of the dogs. HAHA. in japanese?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched them play soccer and then we played monopoly. well. i wasn't supposed to play but i sub hunni when his attention went on to Fay's soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time we went home, it was pretty late since the next day was a school day. and everybody didn't finish their hmwk yet. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's geometry was so funny. karmen gave us fox candy and when i was trying to open the candy, trying to make the least amount of wrapper sounds as possible, christine and karmen started coughing and coughing to hide the sounds, and connie was making as much noise as possible by pretending to find something in her pencil case. funny. i think if ms salma found out I was the one eating candy in her class she would say she was disappointed in me, like what she said to connie when she caught her using her mobile. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hunni and i are playing duet on clarinet for this weekend's cultural fair! (: can't wait! wait. that means practice? bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;algebra 3. mr raybaud is so irritating. i don't like him. even if he's willing to give me 90% average. i don't want it if he's mean to me. wait. or do i? i take that back. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-113197668654557031?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/113197668654557031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=113197668654557031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113197668654557031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113197668654557031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/11/uber-tired-today.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-113171771929616690</id><published>2005-11-10T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T22:01:59.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUNNI!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;happy birthday to you,&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to you!&lt;br /&gt;hapy birthday to my hunni bear!!&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to youu!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*muahh!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-113171771929616690?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/113171771929616690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=113171771929616690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113171771929616690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113171771929616690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-birthday-hunni-happy-birthday-to.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-113136082315509913</id><published>2005-11-07T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T18:53:43.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;there's just no mood in studying. haha. and i hate that feeling because it makes me worry that i'm gonna flunk yet i can't do anythign about it cos i'm lack of concentration. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekend's been great. went to the beach early saturday. got a neat bikini tan (: heh. someone didn't get much darker!! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the oc season 3 is just so...suspenseful. and it's so touching. like, marissa and ryan got kicked out of school and yeah. i'm not gonna spoil the story.! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's been great. managed to pull the 'i practiced playing clarinet during fall break that's why i can play so well' in music. heh. music concert on the 24! it's a mix with some drama. hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history essay! did i mention i was gonna do it the other time? cos i ended up not doing it yet. oops. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-113136082315509913?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/113136082315509913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=113136082315509913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113136082315509913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113136082315509913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/11/theres-just-no-mood-in-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-113108281770717798</id><published>2005-11-04T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T13:40:17.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just came back from himalaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;s 2 days ago! it was really fun, esp cos hunni was there to pei me the whole time haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;d then it's tiring too, cos we had to climb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; mountains...sleep late, wak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e up early only to get on the bus to move from another hotel. imagine b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;eing on the bu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;s everytime for at least 5 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;throughtout the whole trip, almost everyone got a turn to be sick. and then there was me and hunni. we just took turns taking care of one another because i fell sick, then him, then both of us, then me, then hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;m and so on. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;didn't get much stuffs! got a pash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;min&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;silk scarf for mom and tea plus india tie for dad. =p then i got hunni a silver &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;chain an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;d we got a pair of rings for out necklace. i got him another handmade necklace too, he got me cute EXTREMELY lovely earrings. i LOVE them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i think Taj Mahal was THE most memorable. haha. 'the love monument for the love birds' as everyone was telling us. i saw hunni blushing! and i don' blush okay! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;did you knwo that coke w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;asn't really popular i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;n india? pepsi was everywhere. the mountain dew was in glass bottles, but they had plastic ones too (: brought back a small little cute coke bot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tle - CATCH SPRING COKE: FROM THE HIMALAYAS. isn't thath just cool? and the bottle is sm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;all. not the normal ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got some pictures! waiting for mr arora t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;o give us th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e disc of pictures. and then need to get some from random ppl cos my camera battery died. heh. so i only got like, very few pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/himalayas%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/himalayas%20007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angie and me at sun plaza hotel or smth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/himalayas%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/himalayas%20015.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just the girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/himalayas%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/himalayas%20016.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hunni + me. isn't the scenery breath-taking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/himalayas%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/himalayas%20020.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nali and me in our span resort room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/himalayas%20051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/himalayas%20051.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and connie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/himalayas%20026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/himalayas%20026.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and the mules carrying our bags up the mountain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/himalayas%20074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/320/himalayas%20074.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US on the very top of the mountain,  over looking the valleys and the villages way down below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well okay. that's just a few pictures. i'm too tired to put them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta start on history essay now! or maybe algebra 3 portfolio...or maybe i'll just watch a LITTLE malcolm in the middle...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-113108281770717798?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/113108281770717798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=113108281770717798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113108281770717798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/113108281770717798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/11/just-came-back-from-himalayas-2-days.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-112985906985918392</id><published>2005-10-21T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T09:44:29.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>leaving for india tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont' miss me too much! i'll misss...my bed. haha. and my back will hurt so much i think i'll need a back and neck massage every night *hinthint hunneh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;free dress day today! in aid for the himalayan earthquake. donate ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;here i am to worship, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;here i am to bow down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;here i am to say that you're my God...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-112985906985918392?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/112985906985918392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=112985906985918392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/112985906985918392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/112985906985918392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/10/leaving-for-india-tonight-dont-miss-me.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-112955944548741729</id><published>2005-10-15T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T23:04:44.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;halloween's coming, so me and hunni decided to go to ocean park becuase there was this halloween bash thingy where they had the haunted house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got the tickets from mr ko and we took the bus to ocean park. then we realised that the tickets for entering the night halloween bash was sold out! ): and the purpose of us going therre was to go to the haunted houses. haha. so then we were a little disappointed but i guess we tried to make the best out of this day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the place was really cute. pumpkins everywhere. too bad the haunted houses looked cool and scary. hope we can get tickets for next year! i've never been to one! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we spend like so much of ahem ahem hunni's money cos he wanted to win me big big prize but we had to many little crabys instead. hahaha. oh well. (: i dont' mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sausages are like really great. you've got to try the cheese sausage at the coca cola fantasy thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did the comical portrait and the background was awesome because it's 'supposedly pre-drawn' to save time but i think it was photocopied. anyways. some kind of drawing. haha! i looked like this old china women and hunni had pretty girly eyes! hahaha! it didn't even look like us. 0%. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v385/bandrocker/15102005012.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and the pumpkins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v385/bandrocker/15102005013.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think...that's hunni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v385/bandrocker/15102005014.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v385/bandrocker/15102005017.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shark aquarium!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v385/bandrocker/15102005028.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notice that i made my pumpkin squat with the little pumpkin. 1,2,3, AWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v385/bandrocker/15102005029.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least, us. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going off to himalayas this friday! time flies. anyways. will be back only on the 2 or 3rd NOv. hope i dont' freeze! (as if i won't. how much meat can keep me warm in my body? urm.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-112955944548741729?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/112955944548741729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=112955944548741729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/112955944548741729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/112955944548741729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/10/halloweens-coming-so-me-and-hunni.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-112878536024247546</id><published>2005-10-08T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T23:29:20.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so today we had to sell raffle tickets for community service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hunni came over in the morning bringing me my hashbrowns :) yumyum! i love you hunni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after eating lunch at home, we went to uptown plaza and i cut my hair. hunni was supposed to cut hair with me but he didn't want. ): he called that tony guy to cut for me and i ended up sitting there with half my hair cut and him attending to this other lady who keeps talking and talking and her hair took so long to blow dry. grrr. we ended up being late by half hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you, selling those tickets in cantonese isn't as easy as i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;firstly,&lt;/span&gt; it's the getting use of saying that sentence of cantonese when my pronunciation for almost all the words are totally off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;secondly&lt;/span&gt;, the ppl walk so fast therefore you have to talk fast, and the words that come out of my mouth is sometimes somewhat sounding like gibberish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thirdly&lt;/span&gt;, i only know how to say the ticket is $10, and asking the ppl would they like to buy a piece. a piece of what? i have no idea how to say it. cos i can't pick up the 3 words well enough even hunni gave up! hahaha. so then when this guy came up to me and ask what's it for, i was tongue tied. i didn't know what to say, in cantonese, but the words just rushed through my brain in english. it wasn't that helpful. if i was lucky, and hunni was close to me, i would call for help and he would explain, leaving me standing there like a complete idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww. isn't that sad? i'm so glad it's over. the 4 hours standing in the crowd walking around hopefully finding kind people to offer to donate 10 bucks. the mosquito bites i got. the holding the ticket at tummy level for 4 hours which made my shoulders and neck sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well lesson learnt! :) take pity on the people asking for donation. at least give some shillings for the flag day people! yes it is hard to pay a full fixed amount for a lucky draw ticket you'll never win, but at least us teens would feel triumphant that someone bought at least a ticket. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no-no&lt;/span&gt; to do: go to the person, ask what society it is and state that you've never heard of it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's just plain rude and selfish okay?? like you don't KNOW every society. if you know of one that's so famous, they are probably rich already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hunni cooked me dinner!!! :) again. haha. no this time i made the soup right! HAHAHA. the veg and mushrooms were nice with oyster sauce. although a little salty and spicy, but i love it. every dish. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the cutest thing hunni did this weekend: eat and realise that he had too little tiles TWICE IN A ROW on the mahjong table. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-112878536024247546?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/112878536024247546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=112878536024247546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/112878536024247546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/112878536024247546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-today-we-had-to-sell-raffle-tickets.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-112693667337574494</id><published>2005-09-17T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T13:57:53.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;candy pop*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new layout!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay yay yay! doesn't it look cute? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best to those who are having thier finals soon! don't stress, do your best and remember mee! hahaha.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-112693667337574494?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/112693667337574494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=112693667337574494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/112693667337574494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/112693667337574494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/09/candy-pop-new-layout-yay-yay-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-112609868226287074</id><published>2005-09-07T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T21:11:22.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;swimming trials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can i say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you start practising to get into a team just 2 times 2 weeks before...you get crappy results. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i swam horribly. and then i got leg cramps. i think it was leg cramps. the muscles were tense. i couldn't really move either legs because they were so painful. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it it's so embarressing... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least my hummi was there (: not to mention christine and karmen. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think everybody did well. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahem. um. study?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i know i love you!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-112609868226287074?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/112609868226287074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=112609868226287074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/112609868226287074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/112609868226287074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/09/swimming-trials.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-112282207049660413</id><published>2005-07-31T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T23:01:10.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>window shopping at orchard!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it's already 2 weeks into the hols! That's so so fast! oh no it's ending! and alex is coming over THIS THURSDAY omg so fast. i guess i have to go cleam up my room from 2mrw onwards. haha. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to church today. it was so funny cos i was wearing white and black and diana was wearing black and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after bible study wen tout with diana and JT followed cos he didn't have anyone to go home with. no acutally he was 'being a nice gentlemen to carry our shopping bags'. took mrt to plaza singapura and when we were at dhoby ghaut we were talking and didn't know we were there already so we rushed out and this old man was sitting on diana's skirt so she got stuck. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to eat at food court. got lamian and diana asked how come the noodles aren't spicy when it was 'la' mian. but it was supposed to be 'la' as in pull noodles. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after JT ate he went to jigsaw world but we dragged him out to help us buy ice kacang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k so we walked around and JT left at 3 [to get me my present i suppose HAHA]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didn't buy anything! gosh! walked the whole mall and we didn't get anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so at 4 we went to orchard and walked at wisma. saw ming huei! but i gave her a fright cos i grabbed her and went 'MING HUEI!!!' hahaha. i think her parents must have thought i was mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked to far east in the hot hot sun. FINALLY diana got a bag. ahha! then after buying it we saw so many bags so i didn't allow her to look at any bags in case she finds a nicer one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was 5 plus and we didn't find any identical things we could get! so then we just have to get them next week :] heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay yay yay hunn's coming over! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall upload the pics soon. i asked dad to bring the cable from HK but i told him it was black and the other cables on my table were black too haha so he's bring ALL of them. awww. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-112282207049660413?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/112282207049660413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=112282207049660413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/112282207049660413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/112282207049660413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/07/window-shopping-at-orchard.html' title='window shopping at orchard!'/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-112191121903902039</id><published>2005-07-21T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T16:01:42.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;guess what. going to sg on Aug 3rd or Aug 4th. Yahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laters dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-112191121903902039?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/112191121903902039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=112191121903902039&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/112191121903902039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/112191121903902039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/07/guess-what.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-112143868699433824</id><published>2005-07-15T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T22:44:47.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanna go to singapore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muah dear i lurrfee you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-112143868699433824?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/112143868699433824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=112143868699433824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/112143868699433824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/112143868699433824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-wanna-go-to-singapore-muah-dear-i.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-112014298115820061</id><published>2005-06-30T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T22:53:50.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;28 June 2005:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school at normal time, was free dress today! Had assembly, then went to hall and then got on the bus to Ocean Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to cable car, before the cable car there were these games stall and alex decided to try this game to win the giant hamtaro when he thought it was a giant cat. -_- the game looked so simple but it was so difficult to win! Didn’t get anything! ): Queued up for cable car, got on one and realized I was really scared cos it was so high. Didn’t want to let go of alex. And the cable car kept stopping halfway so we were always suspended in mid-air on the same spot for at least 1 min or so? It was still long. Anyways. After cable car we went to the place with all the rides and alex kept begging me to sit the ride which goes all the way up and plunges down suddenly. Didn’t want so the other choice was the ship which goes up and down and up and down. Viking ship yeah. It was SCARy. When it went downwards after swinging up. :S Screamed and screamed, not for the fun of it but cos my heart was in my mouth. After that we wanted to take the blue roller coaster but it was closed for maintenance. Aww. Looks scary anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 150%;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Went to the so called restaurant and sat there for air con cos it was freaking hot. Walked up to get a green apple slushie from Macdonalds and a corn dog! (: nicee. At least the outside was okay and I lurved the hot dog. Went into the Atoll Reef to have air con and to see the fishy-s. It was SO PRETTY. Took this video of this two fishes swimming round and round and round like chasing each other’s tails. YEAH. Then the jelly fishes were awesome. The pictures we took turned out really great. Esp the video. When we came out we went to play some of the games cos hunni still wanted to get that giant hamtaro for me. Unfortunately we ddin’t get to win it but got a small really cute pink horse stuffed toy cum key chain. Went to make the sand bottle thingy alex got for me! (: Took the ferris wheel…and then went down to the restaurant to get a mango slushie and fruit salad. Yum. It was still so hot and humid! ): After that we walked to the ranging river ride thing, and I got tired so alex carried me on his back to the water raft ride. (: sat behind with hummi. It was so calm..then the plunge was so sudden and long and steep, I thought it was quite short and not steep. Didn’t get wet enough!!! ): Stayed a little while to take a video of marshall jonathan keane and ryota coming down from the steep water slide. haha. Alex dragged me into the space wheels ride thingy which was so scary it made my heart flew out. When the ride stopped out ‘cage’ thingy was shaking so badly but the rest wasn’t shaking! :S I felt like puking. Was so dizzy I couldn’t walk properly. Alex carried me half way but was too tired. Haha. Walked all the way up to get water. Then we took the escalator to the top and got fries. Walked on and finally found the entrance to the cable car. Got a lemonade slushie first. Took cable car back and alex tried the bang-the-hammer-on-the-metal-thing-and-the-light-goes-all-the-way-up game. No strength! Haha. Almost though! Played the giant hamtaro game again but finally got only one ball in so we got Mr. Mushroom! (: yay yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 150%; text-align: right;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*i love my hummi bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/school%200012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/200/school%20001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/school%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/200/school%20003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/school%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/200/school%20009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/school%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/200/school%20013.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/school%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/200/school%20014.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/1600/school%20024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/290/1004/200/school%20024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-112014298115820061?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/112014298115820061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=112014298115820061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/112014298115820061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/112014298115820061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/06/28-june-2005-went-to-school-at-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-112005302452438726</id><published>2005-06-29T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T21:33:08.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the first day;&lt;br /&gt;i saw you, glanced at your skinny face, skinny cheek, cute smiles.. gave me memories.. first letters came out of my mouth... what's your name?... what's your msn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second day;&lt;br /&gt; i saw you again, i said "come over and sit over there"..... i knew i'm in love* with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other days;&lt;br /&gt;i knew you more, you were quiet, cute, always day dreaming... it was the my type of gal (:. i feel in love with you even more... i couldn't hold onto it.. i just... had to tell you... that i love you... , this was different... because your special... one special girl i never felt liddat before (:. your awesome hummi~&lt;br /&gt;i flirted with you over and over again.... you knew i liked you from the start haha... but you just waited for me to say it dear (:. MSN.... that's where we all started rite.... then we went talking on the phone for hours and hours and hours .. your special.. i knew i wouldn't let you go.. never ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other other days;&lt;br /&gt;then we talked and talked over the phone and realized we both had spent 500SGD on phone bill already.. haha what did we do about that ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the future days..;&lt;br /&gt;i would never leave you.. never rite.. hummi? i would take care of you... forever and ever.... as long as you don't mind im' here =&gt; that i'm here with you forever...&lt;br /&gt;i would do anything to make you happy.... we're inseperable rite? just like mom always says =&gt; i won't dissaooint you..... i don't care anymore... i just wanna take you to everywhere in the world.. and have a great time in your life =&gt; i want you to be happy... and happier...&lt;br /&gt;your my soul, my life, my heart, my dearetst bunni hunnni.. the other part of the missing squirt of my cheesepie =&gt; i love you.. no matter what.. i'll still be with you forver... and always =&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilu. amee =&gt; bunni bunni ~~ *boinggggg*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*[alex]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-112005302452438726?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/112005302452438726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=112005302452438726&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/112005302452438726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/112005302452438726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/06/bunni-bunni-boinggggg-alex.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-111984954339163254</id><published>2005-06-27T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T13:19:03.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i lubbbb my hubbyy alexxxxxxxxxxxy ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-111984954339163254?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/111984954339163254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=111984954339163254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111984954339163254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111984954339163254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-lubbbb-my-hubbyy-alexxxxxxxxxxxy.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-111944815458225639</id><published>2005-06-23T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T21:49:14.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i realised something? that the people i miss most are my ballet friends. :( seriously! i mean. look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;church friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;: they'll always be there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school friends: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;we'll all be separated after O'Levels or whatever. we won't be together all the way. the most is that we would just be able to hang out outside school or university or whatever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ballet friends:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; we've been through so much...scolding from ms pamela when she is not in a good mood..and we're always in it together. hanging out together at kfc before class and getting to class late at the same time.  not the best performance but we're all in the same level. so..bonded and united. it just rocks. and yet our time is sort of running out cos we'll be ending the whole ballet syllabus..soon. i don't think i'll be able to join you guys for class ever anymore...probably just popping in on friday nights during my hol to SG. shh. it was meant to be a surprise. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;you see, that's why i miss them bunch loads. thinking of the time we spent together..and comparing how much i'm SUFFERING from crap ballet class over here, it brings me to tears. i used to be able to walk into class full of joy and confidence, and promising myself that class would be fruitful, and it always works out right. but. now when i walk into class over here, the teacher took away my confidence. once i step in, i wish class would end. which is always delayed by a freaking half hour because clearly the teacher needs glasses cos she can't see the big clock up on the wall which says 7pm when class was supp to end at 6.30pm. the teacher picks on me cos i'm clearly the worst student she ever had. everything i did was wrong. it's always 'ehh-meeeliaahhh'. and i realised why everyone did pointe before and i didn't-cos there was this grade before intermediate which i didn't go for. that's why i'm crap standard. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want back my nice, full of warmth ballet class. i want you guys back now.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i guess i'll have to live with this. let's say, wasting my parent's money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-111944815458225639?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/111944815458225639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=111944815458225639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111944815458225639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111944815458225639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-realised-something-that-people-i.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-111917164849985717</id><published>2005-06-20T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T17:15:02.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the problem is me all along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i guess i screwed up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it weren't for me being in this world, everyone whole be so happy, leading happy lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second time. i guess the cut has to be bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[i feel you slipping through my fingers]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-111917164849985717?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/111917164849985717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=111917164849985717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111917164849985717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111917164849985717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/06/problem-is-me-all-along.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-111797918502395663</id><published>2005-06-06T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T21:49:48.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i have just been reminded that my birthday is in one month-minus-3-days time.&lt;br /&gt;and i kinda forgot all about my birthday for a short while. suddenly my birthday doesn't seem that all important..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have the urge to shop. shop for things in SG for my hummi. (: and of course for myself. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-111797918502395663?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/111797918502395663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=111797918502395663&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111797918502395663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111797918502395663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-have-just-been-reminded-that-my.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-111727022141147667</id><published>2005-05-29T08:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T19:58:36.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;yes i'm fine. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;piano teacher came yesterday! all the way from SG. you know. i normally don't call her. i mean, it feels all wierd calling her adeline, and i can't call her auntie adeline cos she isn't old. she is this young, poised, hot looking piano teacher. am i right alex? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;anyways. while she was shopping for ties at dunhill in festival walk, alex and i bough this bobbing head thingy cos i thought it looked like him.haha. cute and cute. C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ate tea at dan ryan's. conversation was so so so funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;adeline proved to us that she was drunk after drinking 2 glasses of wine by forgetting her stuffs at the resturant, even though she insisted that she wasn't drunk at all. had to go back to get them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i think it was fun. to see her again. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/97/5747/640/27may%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/97/5747/200/27may%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adeline+me &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" alt="Posted by Hello" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/97/5747/640/27may%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/97/5747/200/27may%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/97/5747/640/27may%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/97/5747/200/27may%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kor+adeline+me+alex &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" alt="Posted by Hello" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/97/5747/640/27may%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/97/5747/200/27may%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me+adeline+mom+kor before leaving fw &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" alt="Posted by Hello" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-111727022141147667?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/111727022141147667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=111727022141147667&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111727022141147667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111727022141147667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/05/yes-im-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-111693863909912085</id><published>2005-05-25T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T19:59:05.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insecure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the most horrible nightmare is that everyone close to me starts to leave. or maybe i start to leave everyone for some certain reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should not talk that much anymore. the words i say seem to be getting me into trouble lately. yeah. lesson learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't know what i want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want is everyone to be happy. how is it that everything seems so  hard now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i share the same feelings with alyssa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate rollar coaster rides. it's horrible. it goes up and plunges down so fast. like it's the end of the word. you ever notice, that the going up is always shorter than the going down?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-111693863909912085?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/111693863909912085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=111693863909912085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111693863909912085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111693863909912085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/05/insecure.html' title='insecure'/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-111675221817139728</id><published>2005-05-23T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T19:59:26.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;You are holy,&lt;br /&gt;You are mighty&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are worthy,&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;worthy of praise&lt;br /&gt;I will follow,&lt;br /&gt;I will listen&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I will love you,&lt;br /&gt;all of my days&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I will sing to and worship&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(You are Lord of Lords, You are King of Kings)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The King who is worthy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(You are Mighty God, Lord of everything)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I will love and adore Him&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(You're Immanuel, You're the Great I Am)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I will bow down before Him&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(You're the Prince of Peace, who is the Lamb)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I will sing to and worship&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(You're the Living God, You're my Saving Grace)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The King who is worthy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(You will reign forever, You are Ancient of Days)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I will love and adore Him&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(You are Alpha, Omega, Beginning, and End)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I will bow down before Him&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(You're my Savior, Messiah, Redeemer and Friend)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;You're my Prince of Peace and I will live my life for You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm tired of guessing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;does it pay to be...thoughtful? i thought i was just being nice...i guess it's not what others think it is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-111675221817139728?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/111675221817139728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=111675221817139728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111675221817139728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111675221817139728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/05/you-are-holy-you-are-mighty-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-111641855550166870</id><published>2005-05-18T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T19:59:50.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;why? all i did was fell asleep in the car. is that a freaking crime?!&lt;br /&gt;after a whole day of school, having pe which really tired me out the whole day and noone asked me how i was feeling except jo because she was afraid i'd faint on her or smth, and after pe i had a splitting headache, i was half dead in computer and science, by the time i got home was past 4, showered changed ate drank did my hair by 5, i thought i could get at least 10 minutes of sleep cos i was freaking tired out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i did was fall sleep finally with my phone in my bag on silent mode because i was late for ballet so i did everything in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it a freaking CRIME?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for not being able to pick up the freaking phone and talk to you when you wanted me to, but i'll try again next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ballet wasn't exactly good cos i was having a splitting headache lasting till now, screwed up practically every single dance i did: waltz, reverance, dramatic and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i came home, i found my dad home. he didn't even bother saying hi to me or my mom but instead stuck to watching channel news asia and whatever crap newspaper he had in his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i got all sweared at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was. not exactly brightened up. my headache. my mom scolding my bro cos my bro seriously does NOT have a freaking sense of responsibility and common sense. my mom said dinner was ready. my bro came out. saw that the table was not laid. went back in. only came out after me and my mom laid the table with everything there. tell me. is he older than me or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm sitting here. without any motivation to doing my work. tell me. how am supp to complete writing 3 poems of my own without any..what's that word. sheesh. i can't even think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever thought of...dying? well. i have. or doing smth to disfigure some part of me. i tried bruising my hand by hitting really hard on the metal bar. it hurts. but i did it again and again. it didn't get a bruise. i was so disppointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i must press on. no matter what, i still love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides. if i can't have you, no one else can. especially that b****.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait. i think i can write a poem now. see ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-111641855550166870?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/111641855550166870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=111641855550166870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111641855550166870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111641855550166870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/05/why-all-i-did-was-fell-asleep-in-car.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-111616346451094413</id><published>2005-05-15T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T20:00:12.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people might already know, i tend to bottle everything up in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emotional. sensitive. crapcrapandcrap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but. don't give me advices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the point in telling everyone what's going on in my mind, my heart, when everyone will just get upset in the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there. i don't care if i' mgonna break down or smth one day. the stuffs in me. might just stay in me. i'm insecure alright.?.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-111616346451094413?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/111616346451094413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=111616346451094413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111616346451094413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111616346451094413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/05/people-might-already-know-i-tend-to.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-111598826634664988</id><published>2005-05-14T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T20:44:26.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;friday the 13th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this layout is dead. there's nothing happening to it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one love one shot, it's all we ever got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oh no. jaishree!! your email is sitting in my computer for more than 1 week. ugh! no time to finish it! i'm so so sorry! i hope you understand yeah! now i feel so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 weeks. if i were in mg, i would be so panicking now. but i'm not. haha. i wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this thing...i uploaded pictures and everything got messed up. i'll upload it another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-your choochie&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-111598826634664988?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/111598826634664988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=111598826634664988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111598826634664988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111598826634664988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/05/friday-13th.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-111529452104838037</id><published>2005-05-06T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T20:02:01.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm sorry for being such a total asshole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm sorry for not always listening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm sorry for being pathetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm sorry for being so stubborn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm sorry for being stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm sorry for being clueless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm sorry for always saying stupid things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm sorry for not being perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i'm trying. and trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i'm so tired. inside and outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;so much has happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i'm running out of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i can do it. i know i can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;yeah right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i lost someone. i can't lose another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-your choochie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-111529452104838037?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/111529452104838037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=111529452104838037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111529452104838037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111529452104838037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-sorry-for-being-such-total-asshole.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-111477258670853168</id><published>2005-04-30T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T19:03:06.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;there's no turing back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;6 weeks. sigh. i need to get myself together to start mugging. i think i've changed. what happened to me? the one who has to get everything perfect if not i'll lhyperventilate? i need to start mugging. right now. right after blogging. and after dinner. and after doing my homework. and after sleeping. and after going for flag day. and after playing tennis. and after dinner. and after watching tv. and after. SIGH. crap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i __ __ __. ___thinks___ is so ___. it's not that i'm___ about anything. i am happy for__ finding _ ___. since i___ you___because of having a___. im sorry but i really can't ___ ___. ___thinks___is ___cos ___has some ___. but no. not everyone ___ ___. stop ___ so ___it___. i know i'm in no position to say this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;wow. i can't even rmb what i just said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i hate myself. for not being able to do things right. for being so...i don't know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JEANNIE! I MISSED YOUR BIRTHDAY! anyways. HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY!! (: I MISS YOU LOADS dear BALLET PARTNER! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;sigh. i just want a hug right now. a hug from all my friends back home. i miss you guys. everytime i'm scared i'll start missing people. okay. so lemme see. how many times have i been scared? HMM. i can't count. hint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;*your chooochie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-111477258670853168?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/111477258670853168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=111477258670853168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111477258670853168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111477258670853168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/04/theres-no-turing-back-6-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-111424278187476058</id><published>2005-04-24T07:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T15:55:10.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;friday:&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;went for mr ko's concert. Was pretty nice. He's good lah. Okay. Then… went for 'dinner' with alex. Mmm. Went home at 12 midnight. Crap. Was in trouble yet again. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;don’t’ care if you all hate me. I’m still gonna love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;today:&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;flag day. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ohoh. Before that went for breakfast with alex at delifrance. And we got free coffee? Haha. I’m so not gonna order food anymore. Cos I think I took someone else’s drink, and after that this lady came to us to give me what I ordered. OOPS. It’s not my fault anyways. The other lady told me to take the drink. So I took it. I didn’t take it ON PURPOSE. C:&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Um. Then. Didn’t know where the place we’re supp to sell flags was. Waited for jerry and jonathan? Um. From selling flags, realized that people can be so generous, and yet some can be so drop dead meanie selfish. Like. They mumble ‘I bought it already’ and walk past so fast when they didn’t even have any sticker. And some others was worse okay. like they go ‘got sticker. *points*’ but there wasn’t any sticker there -_- generous people was this guy, at first he put 10 in the bag, then I think I asked him again cos he walked past me again? And he put another 10 in there and ddin’t even mind it was his 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; time donating.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;And uh! We finished 2 sheets of stickers. You know why? All you need is an attractive guy and girl and all the guys and girls would buy flags from you. HAHA. I’m just kidding!!!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You say I’ m repeating whatever stuff so and so did. You know what? It would be all fine and not be like that if you all just relax and stop all these crap. Don’t you just get it.?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-111424278187476058?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/111424278187476058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=111424278187476058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111424278187476058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111424278187476058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/04/friday-went-for-mr-kos-concert.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-111322536505090444</id><published>2005-04-12T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T21:16:40.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;this kinda looks plain ehh? but it's still nice lahh...HAHA. RIGHTT??? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;okay. i can't decide to still keep the other one or not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;this isn't exactly finished yeah. still need to touch up on some stuff. so don't mind. i just don't feel like doing it right now. typical lazy me. nooo. work comes first before this blog thingy. yesss. i can't flunk my eng test. :S NO way man. i'm supp to score it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;sigh. i can't believe i have an msn curfew. :S first time in...every since i started using msn. eeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;am i worth it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;God is watching over me and you. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;*you know you love me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-111322536505090444?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/111322536505090444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=111322536505090444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111322536505090444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111322536505090444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/04/this-kinda-looks-plain-ehh-but-its.html' title=''/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12063106.post-111312770402679166</id><published>2005-04-10T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T18:08:24.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new layout.</title><content type='html'>heyy. (: new layout. lalala&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12063106-111312770402679166?l=-uberture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/feeds/111312770402679166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12063106&amp;postID=111312770402679166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111312770402679166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12063106/posts/default/111312770402679166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-uberture.blogspot.com/2005/04/new-layout.html' title='new layout.'/><author><name>-uberture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599315707169133562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
